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So this is a Harry/SLASH crossover series of one shots.

WARNING: SLASH. Go back now if you don't like it. Not beta'd.

These are the crossovers I'm willing to do. I may have forgotten one or two or three and if you know I'll write them, you can go ahead and send me a message. But remember, just because I read some of the fics, doesn't mean I can write them as well.

Angel/Bones/BTVS/Charmed/Criminal Minds/CSI: Las Vegas/CSI: Miami/CSI: New York/Ghost Whisperer/Glee/House/The Mentalist/Merlin (BBC)/Mortal Instruments/Sherlock (BBC)/Supernatural/Twilight

Just send me a message with a pairing and a prompt.

samuraicookie has requested a... Harry/Nick pairing from CSI: Las Vegas

Harry grabbed two bottles of beer from the fridge, one for himself and one for his lover who was waiting by the kitchen table, donned in sweat pants and an old shirt. The man had spent a week vacationing with Harry, one that was away from the crime lab and dead bodies.

"Here you go, Nick," Harry offered the criminalist the cold beverage.

"Thanks." Nick grinned and took it from Harry, watching the wizard take the seat next to him with his own drink in hand.

"Cheers." Harry turned and said with a grin as he clinked his bottle against Nick's before taking a large gulp of his beer. Nick copied the motion with a smirk, rocking back on his chair with one hand braced against the table. Harry gave a satisfying sigh and slouched in his seat.

"You're in a good mood." Nick observed.

"Why shouldn't I be?" Harry asked, looking up from the label of the bottle with a small frown.

"No reason." Nick said, catching the look and setting the chair back down on it's legs.

"I haven't been that bad." Harry replied, thinking of his recent attitude. "Have I?"

Nick sighed and reached over and cupped Harry's cheek with his hand. "It's just nice to see you like this. After that case you had at the hospital a couple of weeks back... you kind of closed off." Nick stared into Harry's eyes, silently showing him the truth of his words.

"I didn't realise it affected you that much." Harry confessed quietly, turning his head a little to kiss Nick's calloused palm. "Sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry for." Nick pointed out dropping his hand so that his arm could wrap around Harry's shoulders. The younger man did tend to bring his work home with him sometimes. "Nothing at all."

Harry shifted uncomfortably, still looking a little guilty.

"But I've been a real grump." Harry said. He yelped when Nick lightly pinched his side and lent down to nip his ear. "Nicky!"

Nick chuckled and hugged the squirming Harry close. He prodded Harry with a finger, getting a small slap on the appendage in response.

"Not going to be all moody again?" Nick asked lightly.

Harry scowled up at him playfully and put his beer on the table with a thump.

"If you're going to pick on me..." Harry trailed off in warning.

"I wouldn't even dream of it." Nick said.

"Of course you wouldn't." Harry rolled his eyes.

"I swear!" Nick laughed kissing Harry on the head, his Texan drawl coating his words. "Do I look like someone who would pick on a delicate little being like yourself?"

"I'm not delicate!" Harry glared at Nick. "Nick Stokes, if you continue to be mean then you can sleep on the couch tonight."

"You wouldn't dare!" Nick's eyes widened. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry."

"That's more like it." Harry said smugly, settling back against Nick's side.

Nick grumbled and sulked, prompting Harry to laugh and kiss his jaw, tugging at the man's shirt while giving him a teasing grin.

"Don't be such a sour-puss." Harry ordered, laughter in his eyes.

Nick turned his head away to his the smile that crept over his face. Oh, he was good. How many people can say that they prevented Harry from sinking into a depreciative mood? It was one of the most difficult things to actually do.

"I see that smile." Harry commented, a smile on his own face. "You can't stay upset with me." The wizard kissed Nick's cheek.

"No, but I am feeling tired." Nick stretched up, arms raised for affect. Harry furrowed his brows, and Nick winked at him. Suddenly Harry understood.

"Well, I could be... persuaded to have an early night." Harry mused, eyes sparkling mischievously.

Nick perked up. "Oh, really?"

"Hmm," Harry grinned. "Really."

"Well, in that case then," Nick pushed away from the table and stood. He tugged at Harry's shoulder, pulling the other man up. "We should really be getting to bed."

Harry laughed and allowed Nick to lead him away to their bedroom. "As long as you don't go falling asleep on me again."

"One time!" Nick cried, glaring at Harry for a moment. "One time and you're marked for life."

"Oh, don't worry, Nicky, with what I've got in mind, you won't have the opportunity to even doze."

An abrupt ending. And a little delayed. My teachers have pushed a load of work on me before the January exams. Joy. Christmas homework. On a even more extremely irritating vein, can you believe that they voted to raise the tuition fees for university in the UK? I'm not in the best of moods at the moment.

I'm also doing up to 100 chapters for this, and 98 have been requested so... I can do 2 more requests and that's it, I won't be taking any more prompts after that.